Vol 4 Chapter 21 (1/2)

Chapter 21

Wiro Sableng Book 4 Chapter 2-1

It was the second day after the fall of Banten’s throne to the rebels led by Parit Wulung The atmosphere in the Capital which was full of panic and anxiety on the previous day was then starting to subside However, all over the places, people can see soldiers of the rebel ar around, while every place that was considered vital, especially the ones along the border, were heavily guarded by the army

That n of the rebels, two people could be seen walking One of the Both of theed Their skin and faces were also sed and dirty, while their hair were unkelance people would be able to guess that they were beggars And every single person that passed by them on the street wouldn’t care about them for one bit! But ould dare think that these tere i and the other rebel ringleaders!

The old one was the advisor of the palace, Mangkubu was none other than the Sultan of Banten himself, Hasanuddin! When the coup broke out, and the palace was already under siege, these two people had e And it was not only their safety that was of utle the enchanted sydom, the Tumbal Wilayuda kris, the kris that had been the symbol, as well as the prerequisite that whoever owned

the kris, then he would be the legitidoht for by Parit Wulung and the other rebels!

Each of these person carried a skubumi Mintra and Sultan Hasanuddin were people with excellent h level to boot! But when faced with the don from the battlefield with a hevy heart

And thus, by ed to escape the Capital The ed to dry up the dew drops on the leaves, but its heat had heated the skin of both ates of the Capital without any obstruction even though it was heavily guarded by twenty men

The old Mangkubu with the Sultan But then, the old advisor faintly said, “We are far froe I only have one advise for you, if anything that you don’t wish is bound to happen, you have to quickly leave and run to the fa Kulon…”

The youth nodded his head, but his face showed a faint sight of reluctance that reddened his dirty cheeks It signified that there was a bit of history between hi Kulon

The young Sultan sighed once kubumi” he said

“That is indeed what I hope for May God protect us” They were now near the border Along the line, one can see that the nu aplenty Both of them were checked by several soldiers, with each of their bundle searched Luckily, Sultan Hasanuddin had hid the Tumbal Wilayuda kris inside the folds of the cloth that he was currently wearing! And both h the border check They hurriedly made some distance from it

“It’s safe now…” said Sultan Hasanuddin But as he finished his words, a group of cavalries approached The head of the group, a rebel officer, waved his hands, signaling a stop to his ht his horse before the two men”

“Hey you, filthy beggars!” barked the officer “Did you see to escapees passing through this place? The two of thekubumi Mintra the palace advisor and Sultan Hasanuddin” While asking that, the eyes of that officer stared inquisitively to the two men before him

The old man replied “We see none of them, my Lord…”

The respectful reply and the use of high, soft words from the old man instead made the officer suspected thee has “levels” in which the language that common people, nobles and palace people use are different) Usually these kinds of beggars spoke in the coed in the heart of the officer “We’ll search you!” he said

“Ah… we are just soars sir… what’s the use in searching us?”

“There is indeed no use to search this filthy hu beside the officer “It’ll just dirty our hands! They stink so bad thatoff!”